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Have you ever heard of creatures that bump in the night? Do you believe in those creatures such as werewolves and vampires? Well they are all true.

Jack came from a family of hunters. Hunters are the people that hunt those creatures that fill your nightmares. One night when he was 10 years old, someone knocked on their door. Someone that they never imagined will visit them, a progenitor vampire. An original vampire known as one of the most ancient and most powerful of all vampires known.

That night Jack’s whole family was massacred by this vampire and he was the only one left alive.

“I like your eyes.” The original vampire said. “I will spare your life tonight so be grateful. And also I will give you a gift.” The vampire’s eyes was glowing red. He gives the child a sinister grin, showing his fangs. Blood was trickling from his lips.

“You’ll regret not killing me tonight. I will hunt you down, even if it’s the last thing I’ll do.” The 10 year old Jack said while lying on the ground all beaten up and is swimming on the pool of blood of his family.

“Then I’ll wait for you little boy.” The vampire said with anticipation.

Disclaimer: I don’t own the cover photo. Credit to the owner.

Blood Debt

Back at the house Rose was scolding Jack. She was explaining to him what parents would say in this situation.


"Why do you care?!" Jack can't help but shout in anger. He has had enough of this lecturing. In school he was lectured and now at home as well. "You're not my mother!"


Rose was stunned in place. Jack stomped loudly and walked upstairs towards his room. He threw anything that his arms can reach that was in the way.


'Blag crash screech' the things he threw were either broken or made loud noises.


Rose pressed her temples. She feels like she was having a headache.


"I am a single woman but bringing up a adolescent boy. Oh the irony." Rose said to herself.


She felt mad looking at the things that were broken and lying on the floor. She walked upstairs towards Jack's room.


Inside Jack's room he was seen lying on his bed with a pillow on his face. He can feel the anger brewing in him.


'Knock knock knock' three loud knocks were heard on his door.


"If you don't open this door, you'll regret it." Rose said calmly on the other side of the door.


Jack didn't respond. It was silent for a while. He thought Rose left.


'Baaam' the door was taken off it's hinges.


Jack sat up abruptly on his bed with wide eyes looking at the door surprised.


Rose took out the door from it's hinges. She was seen holding the door in one hand. Pieces of wood are scattered on the floor.


Rose threw the door towards Jack. His eyes was wide with surprise but he was able to see the door coming right at him. He ducked swiftly to evade the flying door.


The door crashed thru the window and flew outside.


"What the fu..." Jack was about to say and look at Rose but in a second she was standing in front of him.


Rose pulled Jack by his collar and with little effort threw Jack thru the window.


"Ahhhh!" Jack shouted. He can feel his whole body flying in the air and after a moment was now falling.


Jack's adrenaline kicked in by that time. As he felt he was falling the first thing he thought was to land safely on the ground. He twisted his body and arched his body into a protective cocoon.


Jack was lying on the ground. His body felt the pain from the fall. But surprisingly he can't feel anything broken.


Dirt was flown in the air when he landed. He can see the path on the ground where he landed. He was dragged by some distance after landing. It just explains that Rose threw her with some force.


Then Jack looked at the second floor. He saw the window of his room broken. He sees Rose standing by the broken window looking at him with a serious face. Chills ran down from his spine.


Rose jumped from the 2nd floor to the ground.


Rose was in a kneeling position and slowly stood up.


"You can't seem to control your anger." Rose said. "No worries. I know some anger management skills. I think you would like it." She smirked and put her hands together cracking her knuckles.


Jack can hear the cracking of the knuckles from a distance. He looked at Rose feeling the need to defend himself. Then he saw her charge right at him.


Anger management